Alex, I'm not in love with you
I resent all the things you do
You waited too long to make a move
Now your Red Rider's off to Pompidou
Remember when pickpocketed that Dutch dude in Waterloo
The only words I wanted were the only ones you never used
I am 32 and still I'm picking up your things
so you can call me Jacqueline when you're ready to
This is goodbye, Alex
Your dinner is getting cool
I don't need ten minutes
if it only takes two